“Pfft-”

Andrius spat out two mouthfuls of blood, his face ashen.

The attack was too fierce. It was not something Andrius could endure. He struggled to stand up with the Argentum Qilin Spear, facing the figure wearing a devil mask.

It was none other than the Pontiff of the Sauro Church, St. Dmitri!

He looked at the severely injured Andrius with a cold smile, seemingly praising him but was actually full of disdain. “As expected of the Wolf King of Florence. Your reaction speed is first–class.

“Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, it’s useless no matter how fast your reaction speed is.

“What a shame. What a shame!”

him grew stronger, and a blood–red light condensed in his hand.

stared coldly

vast power hidden beneath the opponent’s chilling words.

Furthermore, he was likely a mid- stage or even late–stage Martial Saint!

top–tier expert was beyond

Princess Katalina away from here. Avoid

sense of tragedy and

the Arctic Fox both knew how powerful the

and I will stay behind

you’re the lynchpin of

foreign land showed an astonishing resolve

escape.” Andrius frowned and snorted, “If you think of me as the Wolf King, then stop hemming and hawing here. Hurry and

Noir and the Arctic Fox gritted their teeth

raised the Argentum Qilin Spear and advanced toward St.

disdainful expression. “No one can

when his son

soon as he spoke…

Swoosh…

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